I am a god in script killing

Chapter 279 March Rabbit Town (1)

“The species in which this pathological behavior occurs most often is humans — humans.”

——Prologue to "The Town of the March Hare"
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Bo Jun woke up from the pain in his right hand.

The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to take the painkillers on the bedside, and it took a long time before she lifted the quilt and got up.

After washing and opening the closet, I suddenly remembered that I don't need to go to the circus today——

In this task, the owner of the body has been dismissed.

The old circus leader passed away half a month ago. After attending the funeral, Song Shenglan got into a car accident. The ligaments in her right hand were ruptured and three of her middle fingers were fractured. Even if she recovered, she would never be able to be a magician again.

"How could it not be intentional? Are we idiots?! The truck was obviously turning at a red light and hit her car on purpose! The surveillance video is clear, why do you acquit her?!"

Cheng Jianan slapped the desk of the police station. Song Shenglan behind him frowned and moved his still aching arm, which was surprisingly not that exciting.

"It was like this before, but all the surveillance videos from a day ago... you'd better look at it yourself."

The policeman who was questioned didn't know how to answer, so he pulled out the previous surveillance video embarrassingly:

"There is no record of the car accident in the video. Our technicians did not check any traces of changes, and witnesses have passed polygraph equipment and confirmed that the surveillance video is factual. There was no incident of the truck attacking and escaping."

"How is it possible?! You are covering up! Bao——"

"Okay, old Cheng, don't get excited." Song Shenglan held down the excited Cheng Jian'an, and looked at the police calmly, "Excuse me, can I have a look at the car I damaged myself?"

"Yes, Ms. Song." The policeman stood up, "I'll take you there."

"That's right, the damaged car," Cheng Jianan reacted, "They can change the video, but it's not easy to change the physical evidence, I don't believe they can—"

"Makabaka, Akawaka, Mikamaka..."

The memory came to an abrupt end, and the ringtone of Bo Jun's cell phone interrupted her thoughts. Song Shenglan herself felt a little headache from this strange ringtone, but she never changed it after Cheng Jianan set it up: "Hey, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter, you're going to get moldy in the rented house," Cheng Jianan said, "I'll be waiting for you all night, come and play."

Bo Jun glanced at his hands and said calmly, "I have no money."

"..."

Cheng Jianan hissed: "Brother, I beg you, don't stay at home, don't share rides, take a taxi - I'll reimburse you!"

He hurriedly finished the word "reimbursement" before Bo Jun could open his mouth. There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, and the door closed: "WeChat transfer."

Cheng Jian'an: "..." I can kill you.

"Brother Cheng, that great magician friend of yours?"

Seeing Cheng Jianan hang up the phone, the person who was drinking next to him spoke up and joked:
"It's your college classmate who doesn't give face so much—by the way, didn't she study psychology in college, why did she become a magician in the end?"

"Didn't you get into a car accident recently? Are you going to switch careers to become a psychiatrist again?"

"Go, go, get lost," Cheng Jianan gave him a sideways look, "When she comes, keep your mouth shut, don't mention the car accident, whoever dares to make her unhappy, I will make her even more unhappy."

Cheng Jian'an's card is the biggest here, and the others who still want to provoke them have given up their minds.

"How about her case?" The person close to Cheng Jianan asked, he had been silent just now, and now he asked, "Can't you get a lawsuit?"

"A lawsuit?" Cheng Jian'an sneered, "Song Shenglan will be sent in after the lawsuit is over, and he will also give you two big bracelets and a private room."

"No evidence at all?"

(End of this chapter)